[Hokage] A Millennium Dream

very dark.

very quiet.

very warm.

The tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, as long as there was a little more force, light would fall into the eyes.

However, the eyes still did not open in the end.

In the warmth surrounding him, he fell into a dream again.

In the silent forest, something seemed to leave quickly, soundlessly and invisible, but it caused the huge creature far away at the other end of the forest to raise its head.

"How many times is this?" The huge slug took a pipe in its mouth, just glanced at a certain place casually, and said as if talking to itself when it was bored, "The little saplings back then have grown into towering ancient trees. ..."

A little slug next to him raised his head and asked curiously, "Slug Fairy, what are you talking about?"

"Talking about two idiots who are making a mess of the world."

More than ten years passed in a flash. A boy with long black hair accidentally broke into this quiet forest. Facing a slug as huge as a mountain, the boy swallowed his saliva, not knowing how to make the other party notice him, and finally He chose to jump to the crown of a towering old tree and shouted to the other party.

"Excuse me! Excuse me..."

Before he finished speaking, the huge slug turned its head, and the pipe in its mouth almost swept the young man off the canopy.

Narrowly dodging a pipe that was bigger than himself, the boy heard the voice of an elderly man above his head.

"Ha, are you back?"

"What, what?" The boy stabilized his body and asked a little blankly. He felt that the slug in front of him might have recognized the wrong person.

"It's nothing, maybe it's just getting old and blind." The huge mountain-like slug said calmly. It lowered its head and stared at him unblinkingly with green eyes whose diameter was longer than the boy's height, staring at the boy all over his body. Raising hair, "It's rare for humans to come to Wetbone Forest. Since there is this fate, do you want to stay and practice?"

This topic jumped a little fast, the boy was stunned for a moment, and uttered a questioning monosyllable: "... huh?"

The slug didn't care, and asked, "Human, what's your name?"

"I'm Senju Hakuma."

After that day, Zhujian stayed in the Shibone Forest, the legendary place of cultivating immortals, and of course sent a letter to his family to say he was safe.He stayed in the Wetbone Forest for three months, until he learned the legendary Immortal Mode, and was released by the Slug Immortal.

The day before leaving, Hashirama, who had nothing to do, strolled in the quiet and peaceful forest, feeling the abundant natural atmosphere here different from the outside world, and walked a little farther without paying attention, and came to a strange place.

Hashirama felt that he should have gone to a place deep in the forest, where the trees, flowers and plants were more lush than elsewhere, and the trees were covered with irregular light green crystals, like crystal clusters, but the plants could pass through without any obstacles crystal growth.Those crystals are full of vitality, even if there is a distance between them, he can still feel the energetic and warm comfort.

"Excuse me, what's that over there?" Hashirama grabbed a small slug that wasn't as long as his finger from nearby and asked. For some reason, there are a lot of small slugs nearby, and it seems that they like the environment here very much.

"I don't know, it was there a long time ago." The little slug replied with a childlike voice, "You can't get close to that side, the slug fairy said, we can't wake them up."

"They?" Zhu Jian was a little curious, and took a few steps towards the crystal, but he didn't touch it.Through the layers of crystallization and the branches and leaves of trees, he saw somewhere in the space, there was a thin purple line separating the space in front of him from his side. It was obviously an enchantment, with good concealment, forming The power of the barrier revealed an inexplicable chill, completely different from the green crystals spreading from the barrier.

There is something sealed here, Hashirama doesn't know if it has something to do with the "they" that the little slug said can't be woken up, but he doesn't plan to get into it, this thing should be a very important secret of Wetbone Forest, he is going to leave here Just completely forget about it.

The little slug climbed a certain distance on Zhujian's body, squatted on his shoulders, then straightened up the front half of his body, and said to him: "You can try it, it's very delicious!"

"...huh? Eat?" Zhu Jian was very confused for a moment, pointing to the crystal cluster suspected of chakra crystals in front of him, and asked in disbelief, "Will you eat this?"

"If you grow up a little more, you can eat a little bit." The little slug explained, "Because that will always grow outward, so every few decades, the slugs that grow to a certain extent will come and eat some, and then they can grow It's so big!"

"Is that so..." Hashirama nodded, amazed at the tradition of the slug family, and then he remembered that the little slug asked him to try it, "Wait, if I eat it... no! I don't want to grow Become a giant!" He imagined himself the size of a slug fairy, and immediately trembled all over, it was too scary, the picture was too beautiful, let him refuse!

The little slug giggled, and twisted its body in a very humane way on the shoulder between the pillars, as if it had lost its breath: "You are a human being, so you won't grow up. There are many human beings who have eaten it before, and you can't eat it after eating it." There is no change, it seems that they will become better at healing ninjutsu, just like us slugs."

The slugs of the Wetbone Forest are famous for their healing skills, so Hashirama hesitated for a while. He thought about his father who was seriously injured and still hasn't recovered from his family's mission last time, and his younger brother who was probably going through life and death. , and finally stepped forward, carefully touching the crystal outside the barrier.

If he is stronger, he can do more things, right?You won't... lose your loved ones again, right?

With this in mind, Hashirama's subordinates used some strength, and he easily broke off a piece of the crystal, and then he put the whole crystal into his mouth under the watchful eyes of the little slug.The moment it entered the mouth, the fragments of the crystals turned into a flow of gas or liquid, which flowed down his throat and was accepted by his body without hindrance.

"This is..." Hashirama looked at his hands, and he felt that something had changed in his body, or it should not be said to have changed, but...waking up.

Hashirama tried his hand in the wet bone forest, and didn't feel any difference from before. It wasn't until half a month later, when he went to the battlefield for the first time after leaving the wet bone forest, when he fought completely by instinct, it suddenly came into use. No ninjutsu.

Facing the towering giant tree that covered half of the battlefield, Senshou's clan cheered amidst the stunned hostile ninjas. After four generations of the Senshou family, and more than a hundred years later, another ninja from Mudun finally came out.

This dream lasted for too long, so long that he thought he would be immersed in the dream world forever, repeating their reincarnation again and again.

The moment he opened his eyes, he couldn't tell which side was the real one. It seemed that the white-haired and red-eyed man was suppressing his sad face, but he didn't feel anything wrong with his body.

He got better?

No.

None of that is true.

Konoha Hokage, named Senjubashima, lingered on the sick bed after killing his best friend with his own hands, and gradually weakened until death came.

All this was just... his dream.Long, enough to be as long as a person's lifetime dream.

Asura sat up, he looked at the sun shining through the lush leaves, the mottled shadows falling on his body, looked at the quiet and peaceful ancient forest around him, finally he looked down and saw that lying beside him, still not awake people who come.

Indra's hand had already slipped from his body as he stood up. It was cold and powerless, but soft, not as stiff as a dead person. His face was pale, but still had the color of a living person. He seemed to be just asleep. But not breathing.

Asura stared blankly at Indra for a while, he didn't know what was going on with him now, was he alive or dead?He should be dead, but now he has breathing, heartbeat, and temperature, just like a living person.

He didn't know what method Indra used to save him, but it must be an unusual method. In the dreams he had, he had seen Shao Yanming, a 90-year-old Shao Yanming. The great-grandson of Yan Ming was born. He didn't know what caused Shao Yanming to stay away from Ninzong, and even changed his surname.

It is precisely because of the appearance of Shao Yanming that Asura is sure that his dream is a real thing that happened. He just somehow attached himself to his descendants, watched their lives, and then returned to the original body, repeating .He believed that it must have been done by Indra.

How could it not be?He is a dead man, and it must be Indra who brought him to this forest, and then what did he do, let their chakra continue to attach to their offspring, and when the attached person dies, he will return, and the A part of their power was also brought back, and then... with his resurrection after a thousand years.

"Brother...why do you?" Asura caressed Indra's cold face, not knowing what expression to show. Thousands of years of reincarnation, they have burdened too many people's lives, and most of those memories are heavy and sad, overwhelming He couldn't breathe.

Just like the death in Senjujuma, the feeling of being consumed in pain day by day, as if being stabbed with a rusty knife, is too tormenting.

Turning his head slightly, Asura pushed those memories and emotions that did not belong to him out of his mind. When he calmed down and turned his head again, he felt something was wrong.

Indra is the caster, even he woke up, why didn't Indra wake up?There is no feeling of chakra on the body, as if what is here is just an empty shell.

This state of suspended animation has not been lifted, it can only show one thing, that is Uchiha Madara, he is still alive.As a person attached to Indra Chakra, he is not dead, and Indra will naturally not wake up.

Asura was silent for a while, and then laughed softly. He changed Indra's lying position to a more comfortable one, and then got up and left without hesitation.

Probably because he was a little affected by Senshou Bashirama's emotions. If he was played by his close friend, if it was Senshou Zhujian, he would still feel happy because the person he cared about the most was not killed by him.But he was not Senju Bashirama, he was Otsutsuki Asura, so instead of feeling happy, he was a little angry.

He wanted to find out this person who didn't know what he wanted to do, but borrowed his hand to play fake death, and asked him to go to the grave of Qianshou Zhujian to apologize sincerely!

Because of that inexplicable thing on the slate, Uchiha Madara dared to design a mutiny to attack the village and feign death?For the only true friend and old enemy in this life, this kind of use is really unbearable!They can confront each other, they can fight, and they can use all their intrigues and schemes to plot and kill each other, so that no matter which side it is, even if they die in battle, there will be no regrets.

But what is this now?One was forced to fight and killed those who didn't want to kill, and finally consumed himself to death in pain, and one attacked a village to feign death, hiding in some corner of the world, planning something unknown.

Asura doesn't believe Uchiha Madara didn't feel sad about Senjujuma's death. The people Chakra attached to seemed to be destined. Like him and Indra, they would be entangled for a lifetime, and love and hate were inseparable. The bystanders who have since seen it clearly.

But Uchiha Madara did not leave any room for turning back, which made Ashura want to beat him up very much. What is the difference between him and Indra ending up like a thousand years ago, and Uchiha Madara in Senjuzhujian?People like them are probably like this. When it's their turn, they feel that it doesn't matter if they suffer alone, but if it's someone else, they just want to do something.

So Asura decided to go to Uchiha Madara to wake him up so that he would stop thinking about unnecessary things.

right!It is unnecessary!As the person who watched the slab of feathers lay down, Ashura really didn't remember at all that there was any damn enlightenment on the road to peace in the last words left by his father to Indra!

The author has something to say:

Regarding the reincarnation of Chakra, it is not the same as the original work, similar to the spirit behind it?In short, after the death of the person attached to Chakra, the memory of that person's life will be brought back, but it will not affect the main body, just like watching a movie starring yourself, you can understand emotions, and maybe wipe a tear, but It will not have any influence on the character of the subject√